Feverish And Forsaken. On My Second Glass Of Mulled Wine. Never Kill Yourself

reinventing yourself as a violent act

destroyed by hippie powers, car seat headrest // @/angelcommunist // portrait of fryderyk in shifting light, richard siken

(threat) im going to self actualize

i am not mentally ill i am a goofy goofster and you simply wouldnt understand how much fun im having

every time I finish a show it’s just crickets in my head, no clue what to do with my life now

i think rob zombie was really speaking for all of us when he stressed how important it is to dig through the ditches and burn through the witches and slam in the back of one’s dragula

*kisses you directly on the lips* That doesn’t mean anything. *tries to walk away but my ankle rolls and i break it so now you have to put me down for ethical reasons*

aw hell nah they made peepaw sad

me to my girlfriend even though it's mostly because she dislocated her knee in 5th grade and it was such an intense story my brother told me about it and I just held onto that information until I actually met and talked to her five years later

im so happy i made all the correct choices that led to us meeting

[picking at my scabs] heehee hoohoo texture be gone. surely there will be no repercussions